Disclaimer: The Charmed Characters are the property of Aaron Spelling and Constance Burge. I just borrow them for your enjoyment and my writing addiction

I did this one a bit different as that I started in the middle of a story.. Didnt realy mean to.. .I wrote this and then was well now what..? So read this and then at the end I'll give you all the same option I gave my own board when ioriginally posted.. But I not telling till you get to the end hehe Enjoy.

The Fight

"Phoebe that was careless and stupid." Prue yelled at her sister from behind as they walked in the Manor.

"Well I'm sorry Prue but at the time it was all I could come up with." Phoebe yelled back, "What's the big deal anyway? We vanquished his ass, now we can get on with our lives. Or is it that you didn't get a chance to play hero and use your powers. Are you jealous that the one thing that really killed him was not magical at all, or was it the fact that I did it and not you."

Prue looked at her sister shocked, "That is not the case and you know it Phoebe. What you did could have gotten you killed, or all of us killed. You never learn do you?"

"That's right. Phoebe the irresponsible baby sister, the untrust worthy one. When are you ever going to trust me Prue?"

Prue had no answer as she was slightly stung by the words. Thinking that they had moved passed that years ago. Unfortunately she waited to long.

"I thought so." Phoebe said. She turned and headed to her room. Running up the stairs, slamming her door in the process.

Piper was just walking up the stairs to the Manor when she heard the fireworks exploding in the house. She knew what was going to happen and had lagged behind on purpose. She didn't want to deal with another sister fight, not right now. Right now she just wanted to soak in a nice warm bubble bath with candles all around and just forget about the whole day. It had been the pits from the time she got up it seemed. She walked through the front door to see Prue standing there seething mad. Ok, here we go she thought. She started past her big sister but she didn't get very far.

"Piper."

"Prue. Please not right now. I just want to relax in a nice warm bubble bath."

"Pipe I just, wanted to see if you were ok?"
"I'm fine Prue. Thanx."

"Look go run your bath, maybe I'll find a bottle of wine that we can crack open. I'll bring you a glass."

"Thanx Prue that sounds great." As she headed for the stairs. I wonder how Phoebe is? She thought as she passed her sisters door. She didn't stop though, she couldn't. She was also a little mad at Phoebe for what happened and just didn't want to get into it with her then. So she went into the bathroom and started her bath. Then heading down the hall to her room she grabbed her sweats and a top and returned to the bathroom. Stopping briefly outside of Phoebes' room, thinking that she heard something. She paused and slowly opened the door. She did hear what she thought she had. Phoebe was on her bed crying. Oh Pheebs you had to do that didn't you? She thought. Ok. Closing the door she went across to the bathroom and shut off the water before she returned to Phoebes room. "Pheebs? Are you ok?"

"I'll be fine Piper, just leave me alone." Phoebe replied a bit harsher then she had intended

"Hey, don't get all mad at me. You are the one that has to realize what happened out there tonight."

Turning, Phoebe looked at Piper. Never expecting Piper to turn on her too. "Ok you know what, I admit it I screwed up. So are the two of you going keep harping on this forever now. Can't I ever make a little mistake now and then or do I always have to be perfect like you two apparently are."

"Phoebe that was not little. You almost got killed."

"Yeah well maybe you two would have been better off if I had."

The words stung Piper like nothing before. "Phoebe."

"Just leave me alone Piper. I just need some time to think right now." She had regretted what she said the minute it was out of her mouth. Only once it was said she couldn't take it back.

"Ok. But don't think this is over. And for the record, we would never be better off without you here." She turned and headed back to the bathroom.

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As Piper was relaxing in her hot bubbles Prue knocked softly on the door.

"Pipe?"

"Yeah Prue come on in, but only if you have a glass of Chardonnay for me."

"Well in that case I think the coast is clear." She said as she opened the door and put her hand around the doorframe carrying a glass of wine.

"Ok you can come in." Piper told her

"I thought this would make you feel better." Prue said with a slight smile.

"Yeah partially." Piper replied quietly. She was still thinking about what Phoebe had said about them being better off if she had been killed tonight.

"What's on your mind little sis?" Prue asked carefully. She knew that Piper had talked to Phoebe and she didn't want Piper stuck in the middle as per usual.

"Nothing I want to get into right now Prue. I just want to lay here and enjoy these bubbles and let the aches get out of my body."

"Ok. I'll be in the basement developing a roll of film if you want to talk."

"Thanx Prue."

"You're welcome." Prue closed the bathroom door behind her and starred at the door in front of her. Phoebe was still in her room, she was sure of that. She couldn't face her yet. Not now, she thought as she headed to the basement to develop her film.

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Phoebe sat on her bed after Piper left. She still couldn't believe that she had said that her sisters would be better off if she had died. She knew that she had hurt Piper by those words. Sometimes though it felt like it was true. They've always been there for me. Going out of their way most of the time to get me out of a jam. Ever since we were kids. I just wish that they would let me go sometimes. Now that I actually can take care of myself and that I do not have to rely on them to help me out. Augh I need some space. She reached over and picked up the phone. After a few rings it was answered

"Hello?"

"Steve. It's Phoebe."

"Phoebe, we were just talking about you."

Laughing, "All good I hope."

"Some yes, some no. So whatcha up to?"

"That's what I called you for. I thought that maybe you guys might all be heading out tonight. And if so I would love to tag a long."

"Tag along? Phoebe what, are you kidding me. We'd love to have you join us."

"Cool so where are you off to? Maybe I could just meet you there."

"Actually we were going to start at P3. Is that cool?"

Phoebe hesitated a moment then she realized that Piper was in the bath, and with that she knew that she would not be going to the club. "Yeah that would be perfect."

"Ok well we were just about to head out so let's say we meet you out front in about a half hour?"

"Sounds perfect. I'll see you there." She hung up the phone and started for her closet to change.

After about 15 minutes Phoebe was ready to go out. She hadn't intended to tell her sister where she was going but something seemed to get the better of her. She stuck her head in the bathroom where she knew Piper still was.

"Hey, Piper?"

"Yeah?" Piper looked up at her sister and could tell she was going out

"Look, I'm going out for a bit with some friends. I'll see you in the morning ok?"

"Phoebe, I would really like to talk to you about earlier."

"I know Pipe, but right now I just need sometime to myself. Look I'll be at P3 most of the night anyway." She walked into the bathroom and crouched beside the tub. "I'm sorry." She leaned forward and kissed Piper on the forehead. "Let's all talk about it in the morning ok. When we've all had some time to think about it, to cool off."

"Ok, but I'll be banging on your door at 10am sharp."

"Deal." She walked out of the bathroom and headed down the stairs, hoping that Prue would be out of site and she could just walk out the front door. Luck unfortunately was not on her side that night. As she was about 3ft. from the front door Prue came around the corner.

"Phoebe."

Oh great, Phoebe thought as she stopped, I was so close. Taking in a deep breath she turned and faced her oldest sister. "Prue."

"Where are you going? Don't even think that our conversation is over young lady."

"Oh was that a conversation Prue? I thought it was more of an argument. Or better yet. More like a fight. Just like the old days huh?"

"Phoebe what is your point? You have to face the fact that you screwed up tonight."

"Oh, well, as I said to Piper. I'm sorry for not being perfect like you two. Am I not allowed to make a mistake now and then or is that to much to ask."

"Phoebe that mistake almost cost you your LIFE! Does that mean nothing to you?"

"Yeah well maybe it should have. God knows that the two of you would obviously be better off if it did."

"You are so selfish. How can you even say that?"

"Easy Prue when I know that I'm not wanted. This isn't just about tonight though is it? It's everything. From the first time that you had to come and bail me out of some kind of trouble. What was it? Oh yeah the fight in grade school. Even then you didn't believe me when I said that it wasn't me that started it. No you believed some stranger. It's all the little things that finally exploded with Roger."

"Whoa."

"No Prue admit it. You believed Roger over me. It's not that hard. I mean what, he was your boyfriend and then fiancée within what? A year maybe a year and a half. I was your SISTER for 21 years. And who did you believe? Roger. That doesn't exactly give you much credibility when it comes to sisterhood now does it?"

Prue was stunned to say the least. "Well maybe if you started to give me some reason to believe you then I would. Face it Phoebe you've always counted on Piper or I to bail you out of trouble. What the hell did you do when you were in New York? You can't tell me that you went six months without getting into something."

"Yeah well I guess that's something that you're just going to have to keep wondering about isn't it?" she turned for the door. She had had about enough of Prue for one night and she knew that what they really needed was just some time apart. If she stayed any longer there would be words said that would cause even more damage. She herself had not meant to bring up the whole Roger thing again it just kind of happened. That was usually what happened when her and Prue really got into a fight, old axes came out. "I'm outta here."

"That's right Phoebe run. That was something that you were always good at, wasn't it? Just run away from the problem, that way it will just go away."

Phoebe never answered her sister, she just kept walking out the door. Neither Prue nor Phoebe realized that the words spoken in anger could be the last things they ever said to each other. And if they were: It would tear one of them apart.